Monday Mood

     

From our door, we can now see Megat's new pot easily. When the yellow flowers bloom again it would be very cheery for him. 

                            A close-up

On Sunday I did some gardening to clear up the roses that refused to grow anymore. Possibly I did not pay as much attention to them as I did the yellow flowers that attract the sunbirds. I also decided to clear up space on this side of the corridor garden and placed Megat's urn in a smaller pot with new flowering plants. It is way higher than his previous position and receives more sun and breeze. When he was alive, this was what he loved most - to sit by the window seat in the afternoons for his quiet time feeling the warmth of the sun and the hint of the breeze that sometimes comes through the window. My sister gave me some garden decorations as well and so I think he would be pleased with the butterfly. I had given his memorial Buddha cat a good wash and so there he sits smiling brightly. I hope my rainbow cat Megat is pleased with where his urn is now. 

Megat's urn used to be here, very low and when the plants grew more leaves, of course it became gradually darker and more obscure. I guess he just wanted some light. 

Remembering Megat

Yesterday was the 15th day of my brother Megat's going to the Bridge. san decided to put his urn next to Toro's. So Cousin R and san did it last night.

 Totoro jasmine pot is the one on the left.

san thought the smiling  fat cat angel would make Megat happy. We see them from our window all the time and sometimes the butterflies and small birds would also say hello. san thinks it is better that he is with Nature than kept in a cupboard or in a columbarium although Dr Ly had offered her a space in the prayer room at the hospital. Run Free and Fly High Megat, my brother.

Run Fast and Fly High

Our kitty Megat went to the bridge today after some days of difficulties eating and breathing. Dr Ly and I gave him a little help at about 6.15 pm as we thought he would not be as comfortable as he should be. I whispered in his ears ,"Run Fast Megat and Fly High."

 I would miss having him on my chest everyday after his lingzhi where we spend time together singing songs. Well I sang the song and he struggled to get away from my singing.

This was one of the last few times he had eating easily with his brother Bujang. I am glad I have at least this one picture.

Thank you everyone for all your advice and loving thoughts.

Run fast Megat and fly high.